Mon, 27th Apr, 2015 Swimcart Beach Campground, Bay of Fires Conservation Area to Diana’s Basin, St Helens Point State Recreation Area

13 degrees at 6am. Steve woke me with ‘do you want another sunrise photo’ so I then got up but it was already 7am and the sun had risen, but it still was a lovely sight.  The temperature drops as the sun rises as it is now 10.8 degrees.

Lovely morning though still cloudy but the sun was out in the north.

Packed up and headed back into St Helens. Passed a big oyster farm in the Bay. Paul and Clare were at the dump point. We dropped off ours and filled up with water – separate tap!! Unhooked the van so we could visit Kerry and Glenda. Drove up to the top of the hill above their house. Great views over Georges Bay.

An oyster farm and looking to where the bay goes around the corner and out to the mouth.

Across St Helens Point area to the ocean.

Glenda was home so we had a cuppa and a chat with her for a while. An old friend had painted this for her – Mum, you should do something like this. The frame looked like a window and was quite effective.

Went over to where Kerry was working in his vegie garden so see him. He was a cray fisherman but is now retired and enjoys travelling and gardening. He loaded us up with a huge pumpkin, potatoes, garlic, cherry tomatoes, parsley, oregano and shallots. They are so generous.

We stopped in town for fuel, gas and groceries and picked up some bait and tackle to try and catch some Blackback Salmon. A mural near the tackle shop.

Back to the van for lunch and to put everything away. Headed off to Diana’s Basin which is another lagoon area near the beach. Parked at the end of the lagoon and wandered across the beach to the ocean.

Looking north to St Helens Island.

The waves are rolling in.

Looking south to the hills around St Marys.

Paddys Island.

Drove back to a nice area beside the other end of the basin.

Walked down to the water to chat with the birds – some swans, pelicans, silver gulls and a pacific gull.

Walked around to the other side of the camp area where I had seen little fish but they didn’t want the bread.

Our campsite for the night.

Half a moon.

A raven doing the ‘crow’ squawk.

Collected some timber and had a small fire while we had a drink. The sun slipped behind the hill and shone some beautiful colour on the clouds.

Bit chilly, so back into the van where it is 19 degrees.